"'Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all."
— Alfred Lord Tennyson (In Memoriam)

"If I had a flower for every time I thought of you...I could walk through my garden forever."
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"Though much is taken, much abides; and though
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield."
— Alfred Lord Tennyson (Idylls of the King and a Selection of Poems)

"Hope smiles on the threshold of the year to come, whispering that it will be better."
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"Dreams are true while they last, and do we not live in dreams?"
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"Once in a golden hour,
I cast to earth a seed,
And up there grew a flower,
That others called a weed."
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers."
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,
Tears from the depths of some devine despair
Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes,
In looking on the happy autumn fields,
And thinking of the days that are no more."
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"Be near me when my light is low,
When the blood creeps, and the nerves prick
And tingle; and the heart is sick,
And all the wheels of Being slow.

Be near me when the sensuous frame
Is rack'd with pangs that conquer trust;
And Time, a maniac scattering dust,
And Life, a fury slinging flame.

Be near me when my faith is dry,
And men the flies of latter spring,
That lay their eggs, and sting and sing
And weave their petty cells and die.

Be near me when I fade away,
To point the term of human strife,
And on the low dark verge of life
The twilight of eternal day."
— Alfred Lord Tennyson (In Memoriam)

"There lives more faith in honest doubt, believe me, than in half the creeds."
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"The words 'far, far away' had always a strange charm."
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"I found Him in the shining of the stars."
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"I am part of all that I have met;
Yet all experience is an arch wherethrough Gleams that untravelled world, whose margin fades For ever and for ever when I move"
— Alfred Lord Tennyson (Tennyson's Poetry)

"So sad, so fresh the days that are no more."
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks;
The long day wanes; the slow moon climbs; the deep
Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends.
'T is not too late to seek a newer world.
Push off, and sitting well in order smite
The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds
To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths
Of all the western stars, until I die.
It may be that the gulfs will wash us down;
It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles,
And see the great Achilles, whom we knew.
Tho' much is taken, much abides; and tho'
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are,--
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield."
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"Theirs not to reason why,
Theirs but to do and die"
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"sometimes the heart sees whats invisble to the eye"
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"my purpose holds to sail beyond the sunset and the baths of all the Western stars until I die"
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"Sin is too stupid to see beyond itself."
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"Let me go: take back thy gift:
Why should a man desire in any way
To vary from the kindly race of men,
Or pass beyond the goal of ordinance
Where all should pause, as is most meet for all?
...Why wilt thou ever scare me with thy tears,
And make me tremble lest a saying learnt,
In days far-off, on that dark earth, be true?
‘The Gods themselves cannot recall their gifts.’
- Tithonus"
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"'I am half sick of shadows' said the Lady of Shalott"
— Alfred Lord Tennyson (The Lady of Shalott)

"Willows whiten, aspens quiver, little breezes dusk and shiver, thro' the wave that runs forever by the island in the river, flowing down to Camelot. Four gray walls and four gray towers, overlook a space of flowers, and the silent isle imbowers, the Lady of Shalott."
— Alfred Lord Tennyson (Selected Poems of Alfred Lord Tennyson)

"Forgive my grief for one removed
Thy creature whom I found so fair
I trust he lives in Thee and there
I find him worthier to be loved."
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"More things are wrought by prayer than this world dreams of."
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"" I am a part of all whom I have met.""
— Alfred Lord Tennyson (Index to 19th Century Fiction Volumes 1-30: Summer 1945-March 1976)

"But thy strong Hours indignant work’d their wills,
And beat me down and marr’d and wasted me,
And tho’ they could not end me, left me maim’d
To dwell in presence of immortal youth,
Immortal age beside immortal youth,
And all I was, in ashes.
- Tithonus"
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"Yet all experience is an arch wherethrough
Gleams that untraveled world whose margin fades
Forever and forever when I move.
How dull it is to pause, to make an end,
To rust unburnished, not to shine in use!
As though to breathe were life!
"
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"Half the night I waste in sighs,
Half in dreams I sorrow after
The delight of early skies;
In a wakeful dose I sorrow
For the hand, the lips, the eyes,
For the meeting of the morrow . . . "
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"There she weaves by night and day, A magic web with colors gay. She has heard a whisper say, A curse is on her if she stay, To look down to Camelot. She knows not what the curse may be, And so she weaveth steadily, And little other care hath she, The Lady of Shalott."
— Alfred Lord Tennyson (The Complete Poetical Works of Alfred Tennyson Poet Laureate)

"Come friends, it's not too late to seek a newer world."
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"A lie that is half-truth is the darkest of all lies."
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"So I find every pleasant spot
In which we two were wont to meet,
The field, the chamber, and the street,
For all is dark where thou art not"
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"If I had a flower for every time I thought of you... I could walk through my garden forever.
"
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"There lives more faith in honest doubt, Believe me, than in half the creeds."
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"Tho’ much is taken, much abides; and though
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven; that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield."
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"What is it all but a trouble of ants in the gleam of a million million of suns?"
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"I remain
Mistress of mine own self
and mine own soul"
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"Follow the deer? Follow the Christ the King. Live pure, speak true,right wrong, Follow the King-- Else, wherefore born? "
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"Ring out the old , ring in the new , Ring , happy bells , acroos the snow.
The year is going , let him go , ring out the false , ring in the true . "
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"For words, like Nature, half reveal
And half conceal the Soul within."
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"the deep moans round with many voices."
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"I hold it true, whate'er befall;
I feel it, when I sorrow most;
'Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all."
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"I came in haste with cursing breath,
And heart of hardest steel;
But when I saw thee cold in death,
I felt as man should feel.

For when I look upon that face,
That cold, unheeding, frigid brown,
Where neither rage nor fear has place,
By Heaven! I cannot hate thee now!"
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"Who is this? And what is here?
And in the lighted palace near
Died the sound of royal cheer;
And they crossed themselves for fear,
All the Knights at Camelot;
But Lancelot mused a little space
He said, "She has a lovely face;
God in his mercy lend her grace,
The Lady of Shalott."

"
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"I am a part of all that I have met."
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"It is unconceivable that the whole Universe was merely created for us who live in this third-rate planet of a third-rate moon."
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"Let the great world spin for ever down
the ringing grooves of change."
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"Shall love be blamed for want of faith?"
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"The city is built
To music, therefore never built at all,
And therefore built forever."
— Alfred Lord Tennyson

"For always roaming with a hungry heart."
— Alfred Lord Tennyson